Cao Xin looked at her and said calmly.
"One of Holy Spirit Cult Four Heavenly Kings, Dark Phoenix Leng Yulai."
Leng Yulai raised his eyebrows slightly, and the playful look in his eyes became a little stronger.
"Oh?"
"You know me."
She didn't expect that...
The nine-year-old boy in front of him was not only unafraid of her arrival, he could even reveal her identity in one word.
And this only made her more interested in Cao Xin.
Cao Xin nodded.
Leng Yulai saw this and smiled softly.
"Interesting."
"Boy, because you know me and become one of us, I can spare your life."
She said this in a relaxed tone, as if she was giving a favor to an interesting flower she saw on the roadside.
In her opinion, recruiting a nine-year-old boy as one of Holy Spirit Cult Four Heavenly Kings is already a huge honor.
Even if this young man defeated the elite team of Shrek, facing her, the level 97 Super Douluo, he should understand what an insurmountable gap is.
In this regard, Cao Xin has no answer.
He just had a slight movement of thought.
Self-Created Soul Skill--
Within an Inch.
In an instant, everything around him turned blank.
The broken windows, the moonlight shining in, the neon lights outside the window, the faint sounds of the streets in the distance, all the details belonging to the real world were completely erased at the same time, replaced by boundless white.
This piece of pure white nothingness seemed to exist outside of time and space, with no up and down, no front and back, only an absolute void that enveloped the two of them.
Leng Yulai stood in the middle of the blank space, the lazy and calm expression on his face solidified at that moment.
Her spiritual power spreads outward...
But no boundaries can be found.
The calmness on his face instantly shattered.
She looked at Cao Xin, the playfulness in her voice had completely dissipated, and was replaced by true confusion and vigilance.
"Who the hell are you?"
Cao Xin looked at her.
Sentimental Sword appeared quietly in his hand.
The crystal-clear long sword had a soft colored halo flowing in the dim light of the blank space, and the sword body seemed to be soaked by the moonlight, as transparent and deep as it could be.
He spoke, his voice calm.
"The person who killed you."
Leng Yulai's eyes burst with murderous intent.
Her pupils were dyed with dark red flames at this moment. Black-red Phoenix Flame followed, exuding a hot and evil aura.
As soon as she put her hands together, the two flames turned into two long swords burning with black flames.
Her figure turned into a dark stream of light in the sword light, carrying the scorching Lie Yan and fierce killing intent, and rushed straight towards Cao Xin, so fast that almost only an afterimage remained.
In response, Cao Xin held Sentimental Sword in front of him.
Six Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring appeared around him.
The figure of Leng Yulai suddenly stopped less than three meters away from Cao Xin, and her eyes suddenly widened.
"Six-Ring Soul Emperor!"
"How is this possible!"
"You became Six-Ring Soul Emperor at the age of nine!"
She has seen geniuses.
She is a genius herself.
Yun Ming is a genius among geniuses.
But nine-year-old Six-Ring Soul Emperor...
This was beyond her comprehension.
She has lived for decades, and has never heard of anyone being able to enter the realm of the Soul Emperor at such a young age. There is no precedent even in Shrek's ten thousand year history.
And at this moment...
The fourth Soul Ring of Cao Xin has lit up.
An invisible emotional power spread out from him, like the late autumn tide flowing over the barren fields, carrying a heartbreaking and irresistible sadness.
Soul Skill: Heartbreak.
Cao Xin's eyes flashed with deep sadness, which was like the sea before a storm, surging, accumulating, and devouring everything.
Sentimental Sword's sword tip was gently moved forward.
The extreme sadness rushed to Leng Yulai like a flood that burst a dam.
Leng Yulai's body trembled suddenly, and the hands holding the sword involuntarily let go. The two black flame swords scattered sparks in the air and fell silently.
Her eyes became scattered and blurred, as if she had fallen into a bottomless lake.
Memories surged, spun, and reorganized before her eyes, dragging her will in bit by bit.
She saw Yun Ming.
That is her deepest obsession...
It is also her most painful scar.
At this moment, Yun Ming in the picture is wearing a moon-white robe, standing in the morning light of Sea God Island, with his side face coated with a layer of warm gold by the rising sunlight.
Leng Yulai wants to step forward.
I want to call his name.
I want to reach out and touch the corner of his clothes.
Then she saw her sister.
Leng Yaozhu walked out from behind Yun Ming and stood side by side with him. The distance between the two was dazzlingly close. Leng Yaozhu's hand gently rested on Yun Ming's arm with a gentle smile on his face.
Leng Yulai was stunned.
Her steps were frozen in place.
She watched helplessly as Yun Ming turned around and showed an equally gentle smile to Leng Yaozhu.
Instantly, she was furious!
Dark red flames exploded around her!
Even the nothingness of the empty space was slightly distorted by the violent force.
She wanted to rush up and question him!
I want to tear that scene apart!
I want to burn all memories about Yun Ming to ashes!
But after the anger, there is extreme sadness.
She was betrayed by her sister.
Yun Ming doesn't love her, he has never loved her.
All her chasing, all her obsessions, all her waiting were just a joke.
And she was in this joke...
I spent my youth.
At this moment, her body was slightly curled up.
The black flames around him gradually extinguished.
Those dark red eyes became empty and moist, and tears slid silently down her cheeks.
At this time, Cao Xin thrust out his sword.
At the moment when Leng Yulai was completely lost due to the impact of memories and emotions, it penetrated her chest.
The colorful halo on the sword suddenly bloomed at the moment of piercing it, like the last ray of light of the setting sun pouring on the sea, gorgeous and decisive.
Leng Yulai's body froze slightly, and the emptiness in her eyes condensed into a glimmer of clarity at the last moment. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything.
Those pictures about Yun Ming shattered into pieces of fireflies filling the sky in her consciousness.
Then completely dissipated into endless nothingness.
Just one move.
Soul Power Super Douluo, one of Holy Spirit Cult Four Heavenly Kings who reached level ninety-seven, Dark Phoenix Leng Yulai... it was in this land that Within an Inch, transformed by the state of mind of Cao Xin, fell.
Her body turned into little dark red light particles, like ashes blown away by the wind...
Quietly dissipate into the empty space.
Cao Xin put away his sword and stood up.
Sentimental Sword dispersed silently in the palm of your hand.
This empty space regained its calm.
Then, his thoughts moved slightly.
Within an Inch slowly dispersed.
The boundless whiteness receded.
The broken windows, the moonlight spilling in, and the neon lights in the distance outside the window returned to his perception.